The Times They Are a-Changin' - El Nobel de Dylan

Los tiempos están cambiando nos decía la canción de Dylan del  64'  nada mas verdadero ahora que ha sido premiado con el Nobel de Literatura, y la polémica empieza; un cantante premio nobel de Literatura? parece algo rebuscado y nada merecido ni autentico, como músicos debemos  decir que también nos  sorprendió inicialmente  aunque no es nada nuevo pues en 2008  se le fue otorgado un reconocimiento honorario del Premio  Pulitzer , la pregunta es porque fue elegido para recibir un premio que se otorga a personas o instituciones que hayan llevado investigaciones descubrimientos o contribuciones notables a la humanidad, 
 Dylan fue elegido por, en palabras de  la Academia Sueca 
haber creado nuevas expresiones poéticas dentro de la gran tradición de Canciones Americanas.


Revisemos algunas de las  letras de sus canciones  a lo largo de su vasta carrera que abarca mas de 5 décadas  

  

"Blowin' In The Wind"

How many roads must a man walk down

Before you call him a man?

How many seas must a white dove sail

Before she sleeps in the sand?

Yes, and how many times must the cannon balls fly

Before they're forever banned?

The answer, my friend, is blowin' in the wind

The answer is blowin' in the wind.

Yes, and how many years can a mountain exist

Before it is washed to the sea?

Yes, and how many years can some people exist

Before they're allowed to be free?

Yes, and how many times can a man turn his head

And pretend that he just doesn't see?

The answer, my friend, is blowin' in the wind

The answer is blowin' in the wind.

Yes, and how many times must a man look up

Before he can see the sky?

Yes, and how many ears must one man have

Before he can hear people cry?

Yes, and how many deaths will it take 'til he knows

That too many people have died?

The answer, my friend, is blowin' in the wind

The answer is blowin' in the wind.

"The Times They Are A-Changin'"

Come gather 'round people

Wherever you roam

And admit that the waters

Around you have grown

And accept it that soon

You'll be drenched to the bone

If your time to you

Is worth savin'

Then you better start swimmin'

Or you'll sink like a stone

For the times they are a-changin'.

Come writers and critics

Who prophesize with your pen

And keep your eyes wide

The chance won't come again

And don't speak too soon

For the wheel's still in spin

And there's no tellin' who

That it's namin'

For the loser now

Will be later to win

For the times they are a-changin'.

Come senators, congressmen

Please heed the call

Don't stand in the doorway

Don't block up the hall

For he that gets hurt

Will be he who has stalled

There's a battle outside

And it is ragin'

It'll soon shake your windows

And rattle your walls

For the times they are a-changin'.

Come mothers and fathers

Throughout the land

And don't criticize

What you can't understand

Your sons and your daughters

Are beyond your command

Your old road is

Rapidly agin'

Please get out of the new one

If you can't lend your hand

For the times they are a-changin'.

The line it is drawn

The curse it is cast

The slow one now

Will later be fast

As the present now

Will later be past

The order is

Rapidly fadin'

And the first one now

Will later be last

For the times they are a-changin'.

BOB DYLAN LYRICS

"Like A Rolling Stone"

Once upon a time you dressed so fine

You threw the bums a dime in your prime, didn't you ?

People'd call, say, "Beware doll, you're bound to fall."

You thought they were all kiddin' you

You used to laugh about

Everybody that was hangin' out

Now you don't talk so loud

Now you don't seem so proud

About having to be scrounging for your next meal.

How does it feel?

How does it feel

To be without a home

Like a complete unknown

Like a rolling stone ?

You've gone to the finest school all right, Miss Lonely

But you know you only used to get juiced in it

And nobody's ever taught you how to live out on the street

And now you're gonna have to get used to it

You said you'd never compromise

With the mystery tramp, but now you realize

He's not selling any alibis

As you stare into the vacuum of his eyes

And say do you want to make a deal?

How does it feel?

How does it feel

To be on your own

With no direction home

A complete unknown

Like a rolling stone ?

You never turned around to see the frowns on the jugglers and the clowns

When they all come down and did tricks for you

You never understood that it ain't no good

You shouldn't let other people get your kicks for you

You used to ride on the chrome horse with your diplomat

Who carried on his shoulder a Siamese cat

Ain't it hard when you discover that

He really wasn't where it's at

After he took from you everything he could steal.

How does it feel?

How does it feel

To be on your own

With no direction home

Like a complete unknown

Like a rolling stone ?

Princess on the steeple and all the pretty people

They're all drinkin', thinkin' that they got it made

Exchanging all precious gifts

But you'd better take your diamond ring, you'd better pawn it babe

You used to be so amused

At Napoleon in rags and the language that he used

Go to him now, he calls you, you can't refuse

When you ain't got nothing, you got nothing to lose

You're invisible now, you got no secrets to conceal.

How does it feel

How does it feel

To be on your own

With no direction home

Like a complete unknown

Like a rolling stone ?

Personalmente pienso que estos poemas liricos
son totalmente suficientes
para concederle a Dylan el premio Novel 
de Literatuta
aunque le arda a los puristas y digan que un cantante no puede escribir poesía y ser
elegible para un novel
En mi humilde opinión Dylan-Zimmerman
se lo ha ganado a través de 
décadas de carrera y escribiendo letras que se han convertido en expresiones populares de
poesía en la cultura norteamericana, así que bienvenido y aprobado en mi opinión .
Dylan novel de Literatura premio ganado y merecido
en toda su extensión.
Daf dixit